Song Yuzhang

When the bank opened, crowds swarmed in, the hall was full of people, and all the windows were talking and trading loudly. The scene was very chaotic, but it was not out of control. The chaos was tense in an orderly manner. If you really dare to make trouble, the people around you are staring like hungry wolves. It is a miracle that the bank can open today.

Song Yuzhang looked on the second floor for a while, and returned to the office after finding that the situation was relatively stable.

"How?" Meng Tingjing asked.

Song Yuzhang sat down beside him, "It looks like we can't close the door tonight."

"The situation is not good. Once you open a bank, not only will there be people coming to withdraw money, but there should also be many people coming to exchange currency."

"Change it," Song Yuzhang sneered, "Even if the treasury is all emptied, I don't want to take advantage of those people."

Meng Tingjing knew very well in his heart who Song Yuzhang was referring to. He had a calm complexion. In fact, he had a lot to say to Song Yuzhang, but now it seemed that it was not a good time.

The news of the opening of Song's Bank quickly spread throughout Haizhou. After the enactment of the Gold Act, all states and provinces quickly assembled a new department, called the New Law Department, dedicated to this matter.

When the minister of the new Ministry of Law heard that the president of Song's Bank was back, he was eager to set off to collect gold. Song's Bank is the largest private bank in Haizhou, and it is said that there is a gold mountain!

The minister had boundless enthusiasm for legal robbery, and quickly gathered all the people in the new law department, and drove to Song's Bank together with the police station of the patrol room.

Liao Tiandong looked down at the scene of many vehicles leaving from the upstairs window, lowered the curtains, his face twisted in resentment, he hated the new law department very much, because the other party was like an imperial envoy, holding Shang Fang's sword and occupying Haizhou, squeezing out every drop of oil and water Call him a pain in the flesh.

He should have a share of the money in the first place!

Liao Tiandong was in pain in his office like he was being gouged out, and Song Yuzhang was sitting in the bank, and he had already heard the news that the new Ministry of Law was rushing in aggressively.

Song Yuzhang crossed one leg, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked up a cigarette with his fingers and put it in his mouth, lit the cigarette and said, "I'm a guest from afar, why don't you notify everyone to meet him?"

Liu Chuanzong understood, "Yes." Then he hurriedly retreated.

Song Yuzhang had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a bit of sternness in his eyes. Meng Tingjing watched from the side, and his heart was very calm.

The new Ministry of Law is so unreasonable that it is unreasonable, and there is no room for reasoning at all. What is the king's law?They are Wang Fa.Either obediently submit to softness, or you can only fight hard.

Then give it a try.

Song Yuzhang puffed through the whole cigarette. He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking far away, the convoy had already arrived, but it was blocked at the intersection of the street, unable to enter at all.

The whole street is full of people, not only that, I heard that Song's Bank can withdraw money and exchange money, and many people are on their way.

More than a dozen vehicles came from the Ministry of New Law. The mighty team was in a sea of ​​people, and it was difficult for them to move an inch.

Those from the new law department could only get out of the car to drive people away, and yelled out their words, which was completely useless. The roar was completely drowned out in the crowd. The people from the patrol room came to help.

After getting out of the car, the people in the police station blew their whistles violently and waved sticks to tell the crowd to disperse. The local patrols were still a bit prestige, and the common people took a few steps back.

The members of the Xinfa Ministry boarded the car contentedly, ready to move forward.

However, for some reason, before the car started, there was a sudden change ahead.

The sea of ​​people rushed towards the convoy as if blown by the wind, and instantly filled the gap left.

The people from the new law department were stunned, and they reached out from the car window and slammed down the car cover, "What are you doing, get out of the way!"

A group of people pretended to be deaf and dumb, crowded each other in a tacit understanding, pretending to be ignorant towards the direction of the bank, no matter how loud the noise behind them was, they just didn't let the gap open.

There were too many people, and it seemed that someone came out back and forth, but soon a large crowd gathered again.

In fact, Song's Bank is not far away, and you can see the shining gilt roof when you sit in the car, but the car can't get through. Seeing the crowds, it's not a good idea to abandon the car and walk. The heart is burning with anxiety, like a gourmet who has been hungry for three days but can't eat the delicious food that is close at hand.

Liao Tiandong kept an eye on the situation in the office. He was stunned for a moment when he heard that the convoy couldn't get through on the street, and then smiled, feeling very comfortable!

As Song Yuzhang said, the bank is still full of people at night, the hall is brightly lit, the whole hall smells of money, the vault is wide open, Liu Chu personally comes to transport the banknotes, and bundles of banknotes are sent out in gold, he feels distressed at first , but then there was an inexplicable feeling of pride.

From day to night, and from night to day, Song Yuzhang took several naps one after another. When he woke up, there was no big movement in the bank.

Song Yuzhang was lying on Meng Tingjing's lap, feeling very calm in his heart. He wiped his face with his palm. He sat up and stared blankly for a while, then looked back at Meng Tingjing. shoulder, said: "Go, let's go down and have a look together."

The lights in the bank were still on, and the rays of the setting sun shone in, making it all red. Song Yuzhang went down the stairs and listened to Liu Chuanzong explain the accounts. Because he was prepared in his heart, he was calm, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth. , The new law minister who entered the door ran into him head-on.

The new minister of law is very annoyed!

Song Yuzhang cooperated with him and led him to the vault. The vault was huge, and at a glance, it was completely empty.

The new Minister of Law was dumbfounded. He groped and touched the wall of the vault as if unwilling to give up. He couldn't believe that the original golden mountain here would just disappear like this!

"The withdrawal has been taken," Song Yuzhang said softly, "Do you want to see the account?"

The new head of the Ministry of Law turned his head slightly, his face was like a wolf and a tiger, and he looked back and forth between Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing with a distorted expression. He really wanted to vent his anger on the spot immediately. He was just a businessman, and he could deal with it!When he goes back and is charged with crimes, he must make these two look good!

The Minister of the new Ministry of Law had nothing to gain, full of resentment, and took the convoy back.

Song Yuzhang exhaled in the empty vault, and said to Meng Tingjing, "It's all right now, I offended people hard."

Meng Tingjing said: "It's fine as long as you have fun."

Song Yuzhang looked at Meng Tingjing without blinking, his solemn face broke through the ice, and he smiled brightly, "That was really fun!"

Ever since he came to Haizhou, Song Yuzhang has been struggling in the so-called upper-class circles. Now, he feels that the upper-class circles are actually very dirty. Liao Tiandong, Zhang Changshan, the 23rd Division... from top to bottom, It was a mess, even Xiao Liuchu, who was like a wild dog, fantasized about being able to support himself and dominate Haizhou in the future...

Song Yuzhang put his arm around Meng Tingjing's shoulder, "I'm hungry, let's go back to eat."

Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing went back to Meng's house. He still didn't know how to house the house. He was afraid that the servants at home would be lazy and that the walls had ears. The Meng's house was relatively safe.

Liu Chuanzong and Liu Chu also arrived at Meng's house together. Liu's father and son were also exhausted, but they were in good spirits. In Liu Chu's words, he happily described the wonderful face of the new Minister of Law. He is a very smart child and has already understood Song Yuzhang. The intention, the mind quickly changed to be with Song Yuzhang to share the same hatred.

The four of them had a light meal together in the restaurant. Liu Chu and Liu Chuanzong had lived in Meng's house for a while, Meng Tingjing didn't touch their yard, and reserved a space for them. Liu and his son went back to the yard to rest after eating.

Song Yuzhang asked, "Where is Sister Sushan?"

"Something happened at Wan Lan's house, the elder sister went back to her hometown with Wan Lan."

Song Yuzhang said "Oh" and frowned slightly.

Meng Ting was silent for a moment, and said, "Go back to the yard and talk."

The two returned to the small courtyard. Song Yuzhang sat down with the rocking chair in hand. It was already dark outside. He took a deep breath of the cool air, and suddenly thought of Nie Yinbing again.

Originally, he didn't think about it that much, but Meng Tingjing suddenly appeared, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

Sentient and merciless, sometimes it's just a difference of thought.

Meng Tingjing also sat down on the rocking chair, and when he sat down, he heard Song Yuzhang say, "I remember coming to your place as a guest before, and I thought in my heart why you are such a domineering person, even the chairs in the yard are only for yourself. Bundle."

Meng Tingjing smiled slightly, and after a while, his smile gradually faded, thinking that at that time he wanted to add a chair to Song Yuzhang, but later he almost broke up with Song Yuzhang.

"Jade chapter."

"Ting Jing."

The two spoke almost at the same time, turned their faces to look at each other, and both smiled.

"Tell me," Meng Tingjing said, "the bank is an empty shell right now. I don't think you will be without backup. What are your plans?"

Song Yuzhang clasped his hands, and smiled in the gentle night wind: "Backhand? My backhand said it, so I'm afraid I'll scare you."

For some reason, Meng Tingjing felt something in his heart. He lowered his face and said, "Say it."

Song Yuzhang was silent for a while, then said slowly and cautiously: "Banks, railways, arsenals—I don't want any more."

As soon as he spoke, Meng Tingjing's breathing stopped for a moment.

Song Yuzhang continued: "I don't want to wade into this muddy water again. Liao Tiandong has always been very ambitious. I want to make such a deal with him. He has money in his hand and can afford this price."

"And then?" Meng Tingjing asked softly.

Song Yuzhang was silent again, he raised his eyes to Meng Tingjing, Meng Tingjing was looking at him intently, Song Yuzhang smiled wryly, "Tingjing, I want to go."

In fact, this decision flashed faintly in Song Yuzhang's mind as early as when he was imprisoned by Fu Mian.

Haizhou is indeed a good place. Here, he has become Song Wuye, President Song, Chairman Song... Enough, he has, enough.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know," Song Yuzhang said, "Let's go to the United States first. I want to visit Bonian, and then I can go anywhere."

Meng Tingjing listened to his tone as if he was going to wander around alone, his heart twitched suddenly, he grabbed the rocking chair with his palm, and tried his best to calm himself down, don't make trouble with Song Yuzhang again, just when he calmed down, he listened to Song Yuzhang let out a long sigh.

Covering his hands with warm palms, he heard Song Yuzhang say in a low voice: "I don't care, but you still have such a big family business."

Song Yuzhang didn't stop talking, grabbed Meng Tingjing's hand and just sighed.

Every time he sighed, Meng Tingjing would laugh along with him. Song Yuzhang lowered his head, not realizing that Meng Tingjing was already smiling from ear to ear.

When he made this decision earlier, he also thought of Meng Tingjing, but he thought that he could go back to Haizhou to visit Meng Tingjing from time to time in the future, and the two of them could still be together. There is no need for big men to be tired of being together all day long. They get together for a few months a year, and they are still a good couple. Maybe this relationship will last longer.

However, Meng Tingjing—Song Yuzhang held Meng Tingjing's hand tightly, anyway, he was always selfish, "You decide for yourself, tell me after you decide, and I'll make a decision."

Meng Tingjing's hand was shaken, and his whole body was about to shake.

consider.

Let the prodigal son think for him... Enough, really enough, Meng Tingjing raised his hand, and lightly pressed Song Yuzhang's lips, "I'll go with you."

Song Yuzhang suddenly raised his head.

Meng Tingjing was looking at him with a full smile, and couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Song Yuzhang didn't feel pleasantly surprised, but hesitantly said: "The Meng family's big business..."

Meng Tingjing straightened her eyebrows after laughing, "Actually, I've been wanting to talk to you about this for the past two days." His expression gradually became solemn, "I went to Nancheng to send that fake telegram, and the atmosphere in Nancheng was very Unusual, the Japanese are about to be beaten away, but the war is probably far from over..."

Song Yuzhang was listening intently, when a servant's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Master, Second Master Nie said outside that he wanted to see Fifth Master."